The World Above my Pond |
So I sat beneath my pond And I wished for a better day, When the stars and stripes were not so bold And Channel 4 was not so gay. Posted by beaversnatch on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 05:27:00 PST |
OUSTING GORDAN BROWN |
Who's with me??
Gordon - Cant Run A Country- Brown is easy pickings dont you think? So lets take this opportunity to oust him and get a proper leader in - i was thinking someone who
a) was working cl... Posted by beaversnatch on Mon, 09 Jul 2007 09:41:00 PST |
Mr Windrift Acid Freak by Fellacio (an excerpt) #2 |
Once firmly wedged up the tall tree of doubt, poverty and dispair, I began to realise that all that glitters was not gold, but was on the ground. I tried two new things in my journe... Posted by beaversnatch on Sun, 24 Jun 2007 07:29:00 PST |
Flat Cap Sack |
Flat Cap SackI know a man who wears a cap,He rents a flat,He owns a sack.He owns a sack? Well, why is that?He owns a sack for drowning cats. Posted by beaversnatch on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 10:51:00 PST |
Life Story |
From a very early age I had strong suspisions that i would wind up as a successful, rich, well known and as much loved superstar. I kneww too that one day i would be performing in o... Posted by beaversnatch on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 07:08:00 PST |
An Ode To Node. |
An Ode To Node by I. Beverage Snatch.Whatever is life? Why ever is life?Whatever are we supposed to do with our lives?Whatever you're told, just feel honoured to knowJust how lucky it is that you are ... Posted by beaversnatch on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 10:15:00 PST |
Thought of the day |
and so i sat in my bath, and minds imagery was compelling me back from the sing-song of life and tempting me to bite a chunk off of that grey old battenburg which was to be known as exsistence. nana a... Posted by beaversnatch on Tue, 01 May 2007 10:12:00 PST |
Interlude : Mr Windrift Acid Freak by Fellacio (an excerpt) |
Year 14Day 27 I took a change of direction today. I needed to find out what the blue lagoon sounded like from the tonsil of one of those tangerine mandelines, especially as all that cooked over by th... Posted by beaversnatch on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 02:38:00 PST |
Part 6 .: The Sad Part |
When he turned eighteen, he had a son who had a serious defection, and he aged really quickly. Some times it would be hardly noticeable, and then the next day he could have leapt forward about eight y... Posted by beaversnatch on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 02:21:00 PST |
Part 4 .: My Own Private Shawshank |
He turned to drugs and illegal raves and gangs and guns and sex and murder and death, like so many of our kids are doing today but at least he was enjoying himself, for the first time ever. Soon he es... Posted by beaversnatch on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 02:15:00 PST |